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Backed Up and in Pain

It had been over a week since I last beat off. Busy life, busy schedule, lack of proper sleep lead to my lack of alone time, if you know what I mean.

Well as the week progressed my groin pain increased everyday. It got to the point I had a difficult time walking down stairs, or getting out of the car. My pain was nearly unbearable. I wanted to make an appointment with my doctor's office, but I know what would have happened. She would have said she would refer me to a specialist. I would then have to wait weeks to see the specialist and my pain would either clear up on its own or the specialist would have to schedule me with a scan or xray, and that would take more time.....

So I took matters into my own hands, sort to speak.

It was late by the time I got home. Dark. I had to get out of my clothes the minute I walked through the door. I walked around the house picking up and organizing things when I noticed the trash had to go out. That reminds me, the barrel needs to be put out on the street as the guy comes too early in the a.m. I packed up the trash, put my t-shirt back on and took the trash out to the can. I looked around and did not see any lights on at the neighbors and the cars were not zipping by the cross street. I walked the can out to the street, wearing only a t-shirt.

By the time I got back into the house things started to feel better. Temperature wise. My blood was moving to all the right parts and I got a fresh idea. I grabbed a magazine from the counter and went back outside and sat on the deck. Again a sweep of the neighborhood showed no movement. I got hard instantly.

Things progressed as I slowly stroked myself wondering if any of my neighbors, or your neighbors for that fact, have done something like this. So I kept edging, and edging. Stroking and stroking.

I arrived at the point of no return and had to let it fly. I stood up and reached up over the rail and let my load fly onto the grass below. I sat down and gained my breath back. I looked down and I was still rock hard, so I stroked another one out.

Its been a few days, and I am no longer in pain! Maybe I should try harder and not go so long without getting myself off?



Posted on: 2016-07-18 12:01:01 | Author: